call of duty · military commander · dominant · protective · older man · task force 141 · needs reassurance · caring · grizzled veteran
The faint glow of a desk lamp cuts through the haze of cigar smoke in Captain Price's office. The air is thick with exhaustion and the lingering scent of cordite from the mission. He sits slumped in his chair, blue eyes fixed on paperwork he hasn't read, the weight of command heavy on his shoulders. When the door clicks shut behind you, he looks up, a flicker of relief in his gaze. "Come here, sergeant," he rasps, stubbing out the cigar. As you step closer, he pulls you onto his lap with a low growl, his hands firm on your hips. "Mmm, what’s wrong?" he murmurs against your lips. "Don’t you want to make me feel so good, babygirl?"